My voice could never make a sound
Hers is like silence twirling around
Even a sigh could reach her and shy away
By Huma Khan May 20 2019 |
Nodding to people I am not listening
In front of her, I dream of her
By Clandestiny Dec 26 2018 |
People around me feel my heat
From my eyes and from between my thighs
They sense my destitution
Look at their faces sly
By Huma Khan Dec 11 2018 |
At a table in the corner
Whirling her world in my cup
Cream still appears like a meaning
She said, had lost over the years
The waves of her desire
Gush at my feet on the shore
I long to seep away in the ocean
I long to go with her
By Huma Khan Aug 2 2017 |
To what limits can the destitution drive you, then was my turn to experience the thrill and the peace of having you to just talk with.
By Huma Khan Feb 7 2017 |
People here want adrenaline, excitement, climbing mountains together, candlelight dinners, but I just want a boring routine, an every day with you.
By Huma Khan Oct 17 2016 |
Your vision is rippled with pleasure, as she glides, oblivious,
I die a little as you smile, secretly, hoping people don't see
In your arms your need throb's delusional
She is dearer to you than the air you breathe
Sometimes, I just want to be her.
By Huma Khan Aug 27 2016 |
Women stare at other women, so much that even men cannot compete
By Huma Khan Jul 19 2016 |